To My Beloved
by Mahdy Y. Khaiyat

I spent my youthful years
Negotiating the jungles
Of your mind.

I spent my adult years
Running on the highways
Of your mind.

I spent my mellow years
Strolling on the prairies
Of your mind.

Now I am spending my twilight years
Crawling on the desert
Of your mind;

Let me know where I am,
Let me know before the twilight turns to night.